Jekyll and Hyde (Season 1)

Episode 3

The next morning, in a house not far from Tracy's own home, a girl with long blond hair was listening to music while applying eyeliner in her bedroom. 

The girl was known as Lonnie Lanyon, and she was home alone; her father was out to work, and her mother was on a business trip in America. 

Lonnie was just finishing up with her eyeliner and humming to the song that was playing, when, all of a sudden, her cell phone rang. She jumped, and the eyeliner went further than she wanted it to go, so now it looked like she had a scar coming out of her right eye. 

She groaned, leaned forward and observed her messed up eyeliner, but then figured it was less important than the call she was getting now. She put down the makeup and picked up her phone. 

"Hello? Oh my God! Henry, is that you? It's been a long time since I've heard from you. How have you been?" Lonnie asked the voice on the other side of the phone as she grabbed a cotton ball and softly dabbed the eyeliner around her eye, careful to not mess it up too much. 

"Uh, huh. Yeah, I know. Wait, what? There's been an incident at the hospital? What? No. I haven't heard of anyone ever escaping that hospital before. Oh, okay. I'll- I'll look into it. Don't worry, I'll be there. Thanks a lot, Henry. See you soon. Bye." 

Lonnie hung the phone and looked at the eyeliner that was still on her face. She noticed that it hadn't gone away, but was more of a dusty disaster now. Lonnie groaned. 

"Oh, well. It'll have to do for now." she said, annoyed. 

She turned around and grabbed her things: her wallet, gun, and sunglasses. She attached the gun to the holster belt around her waist and tightened it so it wouldn't fall off. She put on her sunglasses and turned to the mirror on her vanity. 

She pursed her lips and smiled. 

"Oh, I can definitely get used to this." she said, smiling.

 Lonnie nodded one last time with satisfaction and left her bedroom.

***

Tracy woke up in her bed to the amount of sunlight entering through her window. 

She groaned, placing a warm hand over her eyes and then sighed. She was about to turn around when she remembered what happened last night. She must've been half-awake at the time that she spoke to Harry because she could barely remember what happened. She just hoped she didn't do anything too silly. 

Tracy got up from her bed and walked to the bathroom, only to find Mr. Lanyon putting things in his work bag with his back to her. Tracy rubbed her eyes and yawned, then knocked on the open door and gazed into the bright room. 

"Mr. Lanyon? Where are you going?" Tracy asked, sleepily. 

Mr. Lanyon jumped at the sound of her voice and turned around to find her standing there right behind him. He moved a little bit to the left to hide the bag sitting on the counter. 

"Miss Enfield! Oh my goodness! You startled me!" he cried, his face red with surprise. 

Tracy gave him a suspicious look. 

"You're not leaving us, are you?" she asked, curiously. 

"No, I'm not. You don't have to worry about that. However, I do have some urgent business I have to attend to, and I'm afraid I'm going to need all the time I can get to prepare." he explained and closed his bag. 

"I promise I will be back shortly. In the meantime, you can have Mr. Poole keep you company." 

Mr. Lanyon gave her a weak smile before saying a little 'excuse me' and passing Tracy through the doorway.